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I have this bad habit of being unable to get rid of people who entertain/amuse me. This may not sound bad, except in the instance I'm about to mention. I was talking to some girl again who I had previously been interested it. Naturally it went nowhere, as per usual. Initially, I sort of let it kind of fade off into nothing. I feel this is for the best for while it's a shitty thing to end friendships based off rejection, it's a shittier thing to torture yourself by either a) flirting with the living equivalent of a brick wall(note: it took me way too long to remember how to spell equivalent) or b) trying to resist flirting because you don't wanna be that much of a loser and finding yourself bored with the conversations because you're limiting yourself. Does that even make sense?
Anyway, the point is, in my opinion, it's usually best this way. If I had my way, the only people I ever pursued who would still be in my life would be the one who were good friends before I ever made that mistake. Often, it's the opposite haha. When it comes down to it, I'm a complete sucker, and really can't resist talking to people who approach me. So I can think I have phased someone out and think "well, at least I don't have to deal with that again" only to find myself happily chatting away with that person three months later when they decide to message me out of the blue. About an hour after said conversation is when it usually hits me and I realize I'm a tool. (Bonus tool points if I can get wormed into a discussion about either how awesome they have been or their new significant other. Did I mention my horrible inability to end conversations?)
The moral of this story? I waste a lot of my time. A lot.
Anyway, the point is, in my opinion, it's usually best this way. If I had my way, the only people I ever pursued who would still be in my life would be the one who were good friends before I ever made that mistake. Often, it's the opposite haha. When it comes down to it, I'm a complete sucker, and really can't resist talking to people who approach me. So I can think I have phased someone out and think "well, at least I don't have to deal with that again" only to find myself happily chatting away with that person three months later when they decide to message me out of the blue. About an hour after said conversation is when it usually hits me and I realize I'm a tool. (Bonus tool points if I can get wormed into a discussion about either how awesome they have been or their new significant other. Did I mention my horrible inability to end conversations?)
The moral of this story? I waste a lot of my time. A lot.